An island for a morning stroll along sand, where two hours pass unbelievably quickly as a half hour. Tide goes out. Mesmerised by morning colour, light, pattern, form, people, events, she wandered along the sands dreaming blissful thoughts.
An island for a fashion shoot, where a woman moves this way, that way, as her ego is stroked by others who ré-position her clothes, ré-preen her hair for the man who shoots the shots! People paid to perform! Narcissism!
BUT, She ré-turns for breakfast! She ré-turns to her inner isle to cycle! It's all Her réverie!
Wistfully, reluctantly, she departs this île, this last image first viewed 27 months ago. It is a memory.
I love the wet sand pictures...
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vertical as here...
or horizontal.
The last shot reminds me of early visits to Minsmere and Dunwich...
before the dunes got washed away.
The only view like this I know, now, is at Holkham
Yes, it is this that I love.... that I have found a strong reminder of my family home and a place where I would prefer to live... a shack or artists studio slightly inland from the beach at Southwold, Walberswick, Minsmere, Dunwich would do me fine!!!!!!!!! Failing that Ile de Re!
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